I dream of you when my eyes are open hoping that the love you say you have for me isn’t just based on this heat between us. just the breeze from our twin passion could light candles to burn a flame only this desire could handle… I dream of you. when my eyes are open and I wait to see if you are my dream come alive.
you are the answer to questions unasked a single sweet icicle of promise in an unending desert of summer. thought you a mirage because of how quickly circumstances changed from near to a little far to moving to the West someday soon. i was wrong. you are more than real. not a deceptive bone in your body not a single atom that fakes integrity in your form not a runner in the direction of away just a leisurely captain of a ship that sails in languid tiptoes closer enjoying the journey. i like that. you are the one i hold in my mind’s slumber and awaken happily …sometimes with moments of you pressed to my chest cleched in sheets wound round my legs… but mostly dressed in disjointed fragments of mirrored smiles … i never remember my dreams that come true you are brilliance dancing off the page and into my blood you are illumination sliding slowly from the farthest point in the universe that has been on its way to me since the beginning of time surviving light year travel to whirl around this humble earth whirling your luminescent intellect across each life you touch you are song sung without words jazz even without sound my thoughts scat you all day long you are a quilt of saved pictures recorded voice mysterious letters formed to conquer me watercolored or oiled familiarity you are what i see in the mirror when i look into the hunger of my own eyes
